The Nightmare
Running through the woods,
Up and down the hill.
Leaves brushing my face,
The trees standing still.
It all happened in one morning,
It happened too fast.
Now I cannot settle,
Because of my past.
Something out there scared me,
Lurking in the trees.
I know that it's still out there,
Waiting for me.
I'm really very frightened,
I cannot go outside.
My mother says don't be silly,
But I feel the need to hide.
It had shining yellow eyes,
And the blackest black hair.
I hadn't thought of this,
Could it be, a nightmare?
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